A ship breaks down without a captain, but there has to be someone who can bring about that unity.
( she won't say feelings aren't needed, but what she does know is that sometimes they have to make sure their feelings aren't what controls them always. as pollux is someone who is in tune with her own, there are others who become wild like castor once his feelings take control— pain and hatred mix, and that's not good for anyone. )
That's where guidance is needed. I've met a few here who have trouble choosing a direction, and so I offer my hand to their shoulder knowing we may go down the same way. I cannot lead them the entire way, but a bit of assistance goes a long way.
( she won't say that's what hiyori hasn't been doing for she wouldn't know, but that's how she would remedy it. when it comes to that, she leans forward against the counter as she brings the glass to her lips. the way he carries himself is like a smart man, someone dependable that hasn't been seen by everyone else which is a shape. those who can help the body are needed much more than others who only cause trouble and mischief for others. the taste lingers on her tongue, swishing the beverage from left to right before swallowing it down. )
Could you take upon the role of leadership for these people?
Yes. I have always taken on that role. If I had such opportunity, I would bring them together... Ah, I shouldn't say it that way. I'm still building up to the point at which I could do so.
[ As she says, a little bit of assistance can go a long way. But when he looks upon her, it seems as though it would be difficult for her. He keeps his eyes upon her, taking in her features - silky gold locks and stormy blue eyes that speak of the perils of the sea, soft features that hide an unshakable heart, a brilliant light, and all of the patience and kindness that love offers. He sees the high expectations and sternness that only love can bring.
But who is that love for, he wonders? Hiyori can love humans unequivocally because he has no one; if he were to guess, he should say that the person sitting next to him can do so because her heart is already tied up. The Dioscuri are bound by shackles and chains that can never be broken. The rest of the puzzle is still missing pieces, but his impressions rarely betray him. He's sure, though, that this woman is of no real value to those around her when they will never be who's reflected in her eyes, nor the flower that's budded in her heart.
How greedy humans are to wish to take the spot another, to give into such temptation to push them out to satisfy their own desires - ah, but how rewarding it would be to replace them! How it would fix their every flaw and insecurity if only they could prove themselves better than another! But love is a seed that plants itself in the heart before budding and finally blooming, the roots and vines spreading throughout the body and bringing color and life to the world even as it takes the life of the host. ]
It must be difficult for you to offer your assistance to those who are still at the beginning of their journey. You are filled with virtue and a divine grace. Your love is pure, and so you must wait atop the summit of Mount Purgatory. But humans must make the long trek through Hell and recognize their sins in Purgatory before they can reach out to take your hand and be purified of them... I should think fo how to guide them to you then, hm...
[ It's not quite a serious comment, but rather a natural extension of their conversation. The Dioscuri are forever complete; Sou Hiyori is forever unbound. Both have the love that makes up virtue and vice alike, and isn't it such a nice dream for those here to raise each other up so? Either way, it's an acknowledgment in its own right that they need take responsibility for each other, but also the care and guidance that they offer... Or more simply, it's a very polite way of saying that he just knows how many of them are immature children who need an adult to care for them and that's not really her job. ]
( yes, even zeus was the only reason in the stories of how she was able to shift through mount olympus and the depths of the underworld. there is only one person that she would go that far to meet as the humans tell the story, but whether that is the truth or not is up to pollux and if the situation ever shows itself again. in the stories, polydeuces begged and pleaded with zeus to split his immortality, and that would be how his brother stayed alive by going back and forth between the two lands.
polydeuces is his brother's keeper, even now.
for everyone else, she can't help but be grateful for hiyori's assistance, to hear that he'll bring them up when she's unable to descend for them is an endeavor that not many humans can do themselves. heracles was different, he was the child of a god, one gifted incredible strength and good looks, she could say that hiyori qualifies for one of the two traits, but strength will have to come later. pollux crosses her legs as she takes another sip of her drink, swallowing it down as soon as it touches her tongue to relish in the flavor. )
To come and go, you must have seen so much to know the layout in order to assist the others.
( she won't call him the grim reaper, nor will she assume him to be hades himself— her uncle is... something, but she doesn't think that hiyori would be like him. instead, perhaps he's the one who guides those on the boat back and forth through the underworld across the river styx. having that role would mean knowing every exit and entrance, and if he wanted, he could lead them out to a safe place or drive them down lower and lover. )
It's brave of you, Sou, these individuals need someone that'll be their support, but not crumble under the pressure. Some people here call themselves captains, and it's as if they never lead a group of people in their lives. Really, to have you is a small blessing in disguise, but they haven't seen it yet.
It must be difficult for them. Bandits do well in coordinating and conducting business, so much so that they maintain more money and power than some rulers, yet they would fall apart trying to lead soldiers to victory. The same could be said of sailors who lack a ship to steer, or a sergeant left with no battlefield and no soldiers.
[ They can still contribute, of course, but there are those here who are in possession of talent while lacking the environment. It's a tragedy for those who would surely shine if given the chance, but without a clear purpose or anything familiar it's easy for those who would otherwise shine to dim; without a common goal to hold them together, groups start to fracture.
Hiyori was meant for something far greater and far less lonely. If only he could keep himself safe, then he would always be happy. If he had lived and Sara hadn't been tainted, they would have made a wonderful pair. He could have taught her how to utilize that natural talent that led to both cruelty and charisma. He stares down at his glass. There's a hint of reflection, the perfect contemplative smile that he wears - a little kind, a little sympathetic, and promising thoughts of what could be. He lifts his head and brings the glass to his lips, tipping it back to take a small sip. It tastes fine watered down. ]
My parents raised me with care so that I might be able to lead on a grander scale, and so I'm more suited to our current climate... It will take time, but I'm certain that I can be of assistance in guiding this group down the right path.
[ At the very least, he won't satisfy himself with loitering around and griping about being unable to act. There are always things one can do. ]
I can see that very well, everything you do is done meticulously and with patience. It's as if you've been prepared the moment you were born.
( there's a lot he can do, has shown he can do really, and that makes him an asset if anyone manages to use their eyes to see that. the difficulty is showing one's worth when others can fight and think against it, believe that someone else serves the purpose better but only because they like them more. ah, groups should expand, but she doesn't know how the groups can to be like they did. )
We could start there by teaching the people here. You must know things that they don't, and... being a little oblivious so that they teach you is fine, even if you already do.
( then they think they're helping someone else, but that allows for them to find out they're still useful and not being dragged by the hand— not everyone is fond of it, but she knows hiyori can do so with flair and charisma.
she catches him though taking a drink, and he swallows without any hesitation unlike the others she's seen. )
Ahaha... I suppose you could say that I was! My parents always hoped that I would follow in their footsteps and become a person who led rather than followed.
[ It's not a lie; Hiyori doesn't lie, but he doesn't feel the need to unload all of the details of his personal life, as is the case with most people. If he hadn't been raised that way, he would no doubt be one more person who will never truly live. It's by his hands that their lives are given meaning.
He lives in a gray world, one that blues and reds no longer dot and splash, but he lives all the same. ]
You're right, though. It's important for adults to let children teach them what they've learned, and to speak of what they care of. If they're not able to, they develop a complex. It's no different than doing everything for them.
[ He's not comparing the adults here to children, of course, though there are plenty of those. The same idea principle applies though, as listening and allowing them to express their thoughts is often of more help than explaining things to them. Hiyori doesn't mind that, as he prefers to say little about himself while hearing much of others. His credentials are one thing, but his life is something different. ]
You listen to their thoughts and respond, and perhaps you learn to think of things in a differen way. It makes for a far more productive conversation for both parties.
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( she won't say feelings aren't needed, but what she does know is that sometimes they have to make sure their feelings aren't what controls them always. as pollux is someone who is in tune with her own, there are others who become wild like castor once his feelings take control— pain and hatred mix, and that's not good for anyone. )
That's where guidance is needed. I've met a few here who have trouble choosing a direction, and so I offer my hand to their shoulder knowing we may go down the same way. I cannot lead them the entire way, but a bit of assistance goes a long way.
( she won't say that's what hiyori hasn't been doing for she wouldn't know, but that's how she would remedy it. when it comes to that, she leans forward against the counter as she brings the glass to her lips. the way he carries himself is like a smart man, someone dependable that hasn't been seen by everyone else which is a shape. those who can help the body are needed much more than others who only cause trouble and mischief for others. the taste lingers on her tongue, swishing the beverage from left to right before swallowing it down. )
Could you take upon the role of leadership for these people?
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[ As she says, a little bit of assistance can go a long way. But when he looks upon her, it seems as though it would be difficult for her. He keeps his eyes upon her, taking in her features - silky gold locks and stormy blue eyes that speak of the perils of the sea, soft features that hide an unshakable heart, a brilliant light, and all of the patience and kindness that love offers. He sees the high expectations and sternness that only love can bring.
But who is that love for, he wonders? Hiyori can love humans unequivocally because he has no one; if he were to guess, he should say that the person sitting next to him can do so because her heart is already tied up. The Dioscuri are bound by shackles and chains that can never be broken. The rest of the puzzle is still missing pieces, but his impressions rarely betray him. He's sure, though, that this woman is of no real value to those around her when they will never be who's reflected in her eyes, nor the flower that's budded in her heart.
How greedy humans are to wish to take the spot another, to give into such temptation to push them out to satisfy their own desires - ah, but how rewarding it would be to replace them! How it would fix their every flaw and insecurity if only they could prove themselves better than another! But love is a seed that plants itself in the heart before budding and finally blooming, the roots and vines spreading throughout the body and bringing color and life to the world even as it takes the life of the host. ]
It must be difficult for you to offer your assistance to those who are still at the beginning of their journey. You are filled with virtue and a divine grace. Your love is pure, and so you must wait atop the summit of Mount Purgatory. But humans must make the long trek through Hell and recognize their sins in Purgatory before they can reach out to take your hand and be purified of them... I should think fo how to guide them to you then, hm...
[ It's not quite a serious comment, but rather a natural extension of their conversation. The Dioscuri are forever complete; Sou Hiyori is forever unbound. Both have the love that makes up virtue and vice alike, and isn't it such a nice dream for those here to raise each other up so? Either way, it's an acknowledgment in its own right that they need take responsibility for each other, but also the care and guidance that they offer... Or more simply, it's a very polite way of saying that he just knows how many of them are immature children who need an adult to care for them and that's not really her job. ]
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polydeuces is his brother's keeper, even now.
for everyone else, she can't help but be grateful for hiyori's assistance, to hear that he'll bring them up when she's unable to descend for them is an endeavor that not many humans can do themselves. heracles was different, he was the child of a god, one gifted incredible strength and good looks, she could say that hiyori qualifies for one of the two traits, but strength will have to come later. pollux crosses her legs as she takes another sip of her drink, swallowing it down as soon as it touches her tongue to relish in the flavor. )
To come and go, you must have seen so much to know the layout in order to assist the others.
( she won't call him the grim reaper, nor will she assume him to be hades himself— her uncle is... something, but she doesn't think that hiyori would be like him. instead, perhaps he's the one who guides those on the boat back and forth through the underworld across the river styx. having that role would mean knowing every exit and entrance, and if he wanted, he could lead them out to a safe place or drive them down lower and lover. )
It's brave of you, Sou, these individuals need someone that'll be their support, but not crumble under the pressure. Some people here call themselves captains, and it's as if they never lead a group of people in their lives. Really, to have you is a small blessing in disguise, but they haven't seen it yet.
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[ They can still contribute, of course, but there are those here who are in possession of talent while lacking the environment. It's a tragedy for those who would surely shine if given the chance, but without a clear purpose or anything familiar it's easy for those who would otherwise shine to dim; without a common goal to hold them together, groups start to fracture.
Hiyori was meant for something far greater and far less lonely. If only he could keep himself safe, then he would always be happy. If he had lived and Sara hadn't been tainted, they would have made a wonderful pair. He could have taught her how to utilize that natural talent that led to both cruelty and charisma. He stares down at his glass. There's a hint of reflection, the perfect contemplative smile that he wears - a little kind, a little sympathetic, and promising thoughts of what could be. He lifts his head and brings the glass to his lips, tipping it back to take a small sip. It tastes fine watered down. ]
My parents raised me with care so that I might be able to lead on a grander scale, and so I'm more suited to our current climate... It will take time, but I'm certain that I can be of assistance in guiding this group down the right path.
[ At the very least, he won't satisfy himself with loitering around and griping about being unable to act. There are always things one can do. ]
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( there's a lot he can do, has shown he can do really, and that makes him an asset if anyone manages to use their eyes to see that. the difficulty is showing one's worth when others can fight and think against it, believe that someone else serves the purpose better but only because they like them more. ah, groups should expand, but she doesn't know how the groups can to be like they did. )
We could start there by teaching the people here. You must know things that they don't, and... being a little oblivious so that they teach you is fine, even if you already do.
( then they think they're helping someone else, but that allows for them to find out they're still useful and not being dragged by the hand— not everyone is fond of it, but she knows hiyori can do so with flair and charisma.
she catches him though taking a drink, and he swallows without any hesitation unlike the others she's seen. )
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[ It's not a lie; Hiyori doesn't lie, but he doesn't feel the need to unload all of the details of his personal life, as is the case with most people. If he hadn't been raised that way, he would no doubt be one more person who will never truly live. It's by his hands that their lives are given meaning.
He lives in a gray world, one that blues and reds no longer dot and splash, but he lives all the same. ]
You're right, though. It's important for adults to let children teach them what they've learned, and to speak of what they care of. If they're not able to, they develop a complex. It's no different than doing everything for them.
[ He's not comparing the adults here to children, of course, though there are plenty of those. The same idea principle applies though, as listening and allowing them to express their thoughts is often of more help than explaining things to them. Hiyori doesn't mind that, as he prefers to say little about himself while hearing much of others. His credentials are one thing, but his life is something different. ]
You listen to their thoughts and respond, and perhaps you learn to think of things in a differen way. It makes for a far more productive conversation for both parties.